St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1887-10-02
ria's trembling fingers. "Sis," indeed!

ria trembling fingers. ISIS" indeed!
Who is she?
Green was quiet for a few moments,
then he breathed gently:
"Better make it nine. I'll have to
square myself"
ake-what-nine?" asked Mrs. g.,
in measured, low and smothered tones.
She had heard that a sleeper addressed
in monotOnOuS way would respond
without awakening.
''Make-what-ni drOned the
very wide-a-wake wife.
The sleeping man muttered something
unintelligible about 1.-THE girls.''
''What- girls?"
ISIS, of COURSE"
This was getting interesting.
81 believe the D. G.. is onto my
racket" resumed Mr.. Green.
Now Maria understood this mysteri-
GUS sentence, for it was her husbands
custom to address her as ''old girl and
often to use the initials only. She was
indicated by 80. g."
GLOW did you square YOURSELF" asked
the Slumberer in anxious tones. The
o. B. helped the o. g., for she replied
promptly:
''Said had been to auntie's," for in a
moment it flashed into her mind who
Sis might be. Green laughed.
DtllCNctt SIG MAS So SIG
began catechism.
''What did you tell your folks?''
sOh the old ghost story business; that
all goes
Didn't she suspect you when you
stopped out all night?''
Green chuckled again.
Bob fixed all that. Didn't tell you
about the telegram? He was in Tren-
ton, you know"
Maria's blood boiled as she remem-
bered the dispatch she got from her huS-
band, but she controlled her emotion.
where was / to see you tonight if l
could get away?" she whispered.
You must get away; say you're
coming to our house; say anything"
Maria knew who Sis was now.
''Will you be at the Office to-night?''
she questioned.
We'll. 1 think that. Office! Not
much. You get out at nine-9 o'clock
sharp; that's what told Emu -
When Mr.. Green laid down he charged
his wife, his mother-in-law and his
waiter to wake him at nine. Nine was
impressed upon his mind as well as
every body else's.
Maria looked at the clock-it was 8 30.
She went up stairs and had hySterical
interview with her ma, who had retired
that ma took up her watch in the parlor
below, and Maria slipped on wrap, tied
her head up in veil and departed.
She took street car at the corner and
went with unusual directness to a GER
tain place, where she could
keep her eye Oh friends
home. Her vigil was rewarded, for
she had not been on guard ten
minutes before out of the basement
came lady she knew very well. She
paused by Maria, tying a green veil on
her head as she hurried along. Our
friend took up the trail, and both wom-
Ell boarded the same car. Maria went
far up front; the other sat close by the
door. The church clocks on Fifth av-
enue, near FOrtieth street, were Strik-
ing nine when miss by the door signaled
the conductor and alighted.
MARIA IN CLOSE PURSUIT.
About the middle of the block stood
portly figure she knew too we'll. He
met the party of the first part when
Maria could almost have touched. them,
but she fell back and trailed like an In
dian up one street and down another to
a German family (0 hotel under the
shadow of Vanderbilt's big depot The
peared up some stairs. Maria went
boldly up the front steps, and there,
mounting the flight to the second floor.
was Mr.. Green and one of his best
friends,
A war-whoop invited their attention,
and the succeeding proceedings enlisted
that of the police, for the proprietor
pushed all them out on the sidewalk,
where passengers for the late Hudson
River train took lively interest in the
trouble, and an officer had to dispense
the crowd. Green is at the Astor house
with a satchel at present, treating with
the belligerent powers at home, and
asking piouSly, "How in h Maria got
wind of that appointment"
CLARA BELLE.